My good friend, Kathryn in Seattle (who has been a faithful and supportive blog reader), reminded me of “things to love about being home:”
*Your hair and nails look fabulous (they will as soon as I get to the salon!).
*You are fit and trim from all that walking you did.
*The sun is out and you don't need a coat to go outside.
*You can understand everyone.
*Spring training for the Seahawks is a few months away.
And I’m adding: My Starbucks’ baristas were happy to see me (not that the Parisian ones weren’t—they were); they knew my drink before I opened my mouth; and they didn’t correct my pronunciation of “soy”.
Home is really the best place.
